Vermont at home

As tempting as it is to bring home a chainsaw bear carving as a reminder of Vermont, we live in such a small apartment that we tend to focus on more practical souvenirs.  We had fun digging through thrift stores and antique shops, and met some charming locals along the way. While poking through vintage pyrex bowls and baking dishes, we joked with one…

Dusty roads we wandered on

A few memories from Vermont.

Take me home, country road

One day in Vermont, while half our friends were napping and our husbands were hiking part of the Appalachian Trail, my friend and I spent a lazy afternoon visiting Taylor farm, a 180 year-old working dairy farm.  We wandered among the goats and bunnies, were charmed by hungry cows and a friendly donkey, and wondered why pigs seem to love lying around in smelly…

I was walking far from home

The Mister and I love cluttered country antique shops and thrift stores, and we got lost several times in Vermont looking for them.  After a few wrong turns in tiny town, we spotted a sign for a covered bridge.  I’d never seen one before, so the Mister kept driving until we found it.  He insisted on driving through it, and afterwards we pulled over…

It’s Friday, I’m in love

I’m always happy when the weekend is here, and while I’m glad for a few days to sleep late in my own bed, I’m already missing the wonderful friends we saw last weekend.  I hope some combination of will and circumstance will bring us back together again soon. Have a lovely weekend!

Adrift on a sea of cheese

One of the loveliest parts of staying in a house with a bunch of friends is making meals and eating together.  We all took turns making breakfast and dinner, and most importantly of all, cocktail hour.  Being in Vermont, those of us that hosted cocktail hours over the course of the weekend took our responsibilities as providers of cheese very seriously.  We scoured specialty…

Upward over the mountain

I like a slow drive down a country road.  Slow enough to notice all the details as we pass by, slow enough to pull into any antiques shop that looks promising, or down a side street whenever something catches my eye. It threatened rain as we made our way through the back roads of the Green Mountain National Forest in southwestern Vermont, and we…

Wanderings: A mountain house in Vermont

This past weekend, we were lucky enough to be invited by dear friends to spend the long weekend in a beautiful house in mountains of Vermont.  It was a little like sleeping in a tree-house, with rooms spread across four levels, full of angles and details, and surrounded by beautiful gardens and quiet woods.  We made meals, took naps, ate far too much cheese,…